Open Poetry #38 |
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- Misery Made Beautiful - |
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Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA ![]() |
Misery Made Beautiful I am fragile fantasy fabric flesh awaiting existence, sketched and designed by hands open palm in finger weave. I await the love a creation of something more through godly tips that yield the power where the blade can wield freedom to soften the edges, and drip the dapper dimples or slice me in half, scissor blank breath. Oh reverence, give me life, dress me up to kiss glue-mouth eyes and you will feel my liquid dreams drizzle slow from sheet milled soul to possibilities beyond imagination; And, if you listen ever carefully press your ear to my flat-rolled heart, I will sing for you and dance recycled symmetry in a chorus line of traced, white-laced replicas of misery made beautiful. But, I am mime, restless, thin-skinned colourless and still, a fragment of memory legs like knotted rope. For, everyone knows that paper dolls can't talk. By Melissa Long-Monette Intellectually I know that Canada is no better than any other country. Emotionally I KNOW that Canada is the best country in the world! |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Honeybee And isnt this written on paper? A delight to read. |
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playing.with.crayons Member
since 2006-01-02
Posts 362Neverland |
oh yes how I loved this. I was going to quote this stanza and then I realised it was all beautiful. So so glad to read you again! |
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